It gave me immense pleasure to turn this abomination:
…into this:
Piles of cables annoy me out of all proportion.
Ahahahahah. Just look.

OK, so this has gone in about 400m from my house.
That’s good, right?
Chuck Klosterman reviews Chinese Democracy:
It’s like if Jeff Lynne tried to make Out Of The Blue sound more like Fun House, except with jazz drumming and a girl singer from Motown.
Somewhere in Los Angles, there’s gotta be 400 hours of DAT tape with nothing on it except multiple versions of the “Sorry” vocal. So why is this the one we finally hear? What finally made him decide, “You know, I’ve weighed all my options and all their potential consequences, and I’m going with the Mexican vampire accent.”
I’m becoming a fan of Charlie Brooker – he wrote Dead Set, the ‘Big Brother house is the only refuge from the living dead’ TV series, and works himself into indignant hilarity every week in the Guardian:
How annoying is it? Put it this way: James Blunt is also on the list, and he’s the least objectionable person there.
New Star Trek trailer.